Thursday, January 1, 2004

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Hear how my sighs are echoed of the wind;
See how my tears are pitied by the rain;
Feel what a flame possesséd hath my mind;
Taste but the grief which I possess in vain.
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Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Giles Fletcher The Elder

Giles Fletcher The Elder

Watford, Hertfordshire
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